The 42nd Ego (Arsonists Get All The Girls)

Freeze frame aperture Tells me of my singular Virus to the world We came for you and you alone Projects seize to fear Stories of faith melt with the day Choke I'll imagine toxic shock Therapy in my better dreams But this place Grows weary of the looks of me A beautiful encounter With the lotus tree I can feel my thoughts Wretched from me Hung to bleed from The new world marquee A thrifty gamble I'll take advantage from here Let the fools think I hold nothing dear I've only got this My last relation to This fucking rock This lucid sphere A weakness has held Onto the last fabric I tear at it madly in fit of Fury forced earthward A battle of closely held secrets For a weakness opposed Holds one to a blistered degree I've been predisposed Only in the bloodline Is this terror exposed A knife to the eye Of modern day times Exactly what you've worked for A price for the pride I can feel the distance coming The holes in my lungs Won't let me take this anymore Only in the bloodline Is this terror exposed A knife to the eye Of modern day times Exactly what you've worked for